Leaving

So the plans are to cone back here.

I mean, i hope he’s ok with all this.

Now, i can’t leave, and that worries me.

He said its too nosiey there.

But so is that noisy or nosey? Or both?? Not what i had planned.

I suspect he doesn’t work.

I think hes walking backwards, now.

He doesn’t respect me, he needs me for something.

Idk what. Maybe move back here?

Don’t think thats a good idea…

Why not just fuck me in the car and call it a day, like we used to do, years ago?

Why suddenly give a shit about his living situation.

I need to not care.

I’m scared, now.